From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Harry lowered his voice and said to Calvin: "Professor, the Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and can also create an elixir of life, so that people who drink this medicine will never die. I dare say, Snape He must be eyeing it.”

Ron nodded and agreed: "A stone can turn gold and make you immortal! Anyone will want it!"

"Okay, children, I can guarantee that Professor Snape is not greedy at all for the Philosopher's Stone. There is indeed someone in the castle who wants the Philosopher's Stone, but this person is definitely not Professor Snape." Calvin interrupted the two of them. Speculation.

Harry's features were tangled, and he didn't understand why neither Hagrid nor Professor Capet believed him.

When he was about to leave Professor Capet's office disappointed, he suddenly remembered something else.So he shifted his attention from hot cocoa to Calvin.

"Professor, I really like the gift you gave me. I mean that painting, yes, it's my mother on it." Harry said excitedly.

"Professor Capet, I wonder if you can help me redraw my mother's painting..."

"What's wrong Harry, don't you like that painting? Why do you want me to draw another one?" Calvin looked at Harry gently.

Harry lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers: "Professor, I want to see what my mother's eyes look like. In the painting you gave me, my mother's eyes are closed, as if she is sleeping. It’s like being caught.”

He originally wanted to say it was like he was dead, but he changed his mind in the end.

This stumped Calvin. He put the cup on the table and lowered his head. After a long time, he said:

"I can't do it, Harry..."

Harry and Ron opened their mouths slightly in disbelief after hearing this.

What does it mean to be less than?Isn't magic painting Professor Capet's forte?Why can't you even draw eyes?

"I can't draw Lily's eyes." Calvin raised his hands and shook them slightly, trying to explain something.

“My magical paintings incorporate Far Eastern genres, and the eye is the key to the painting.”

“When I add eyes to the characters in the paintings, they really come to life.”

Hearing this, Harry's breathing quickened. How much he wanted to see his mother again.

"It's a pity that this kind of existence is like a puppet, without its own thinking or consciousness. Unless someone injects their own memory and magic into it."

At this point, Calvin stared into Harry's eyes.Harry also understood what Calvin meant.

"But Lily is no longer here. She will never be able to leave her thoughts, emotions and memories on the drawing paper. For me, it is unacceptable to just create a puppet-like Lily."

Harry nodded numbly, not expecting that his request would be rejected for this reason.

After walking out of the office, Ron picked up the Chocolate Frog card again and asked, "Harry, what should we do next? No one believes what we say."

Ron lowered his head and walked forward, but Harry suddenly grabbed his arm, causing him to almost fall.

"Oops, Harry, it happened..."

Before Ron could finish speaking, Harry covered his mouth.

Harry signaled Ron to be silent and pointed to the corner.Ron soon heard two people talking softly.

It was Quirrell and Snape.

Quirrell stuttered more than ever.Harry listened intently to what they were saying.

"I don't know why you - want - chose to meet here, Severus..."

"Oh, I don't think it should be public," said Snape, his voice icy. "After all, students aren't supposed to know about the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry pressed against the wall.Quirrell was muttering something.Snape interrupted.

"Have you figured out how to get past Hagrid's monster?"

"But, Severus, I~"

"You don't want me to be your enemy, Quirrell," said Snape, taking a step closer to him.

"I—I don't—know that you—"

"You know exactly what I mean. I'll be waiting for your little secret tricks."

"But-but, I don't-no-no~"

very good. "Snape interrupted him, "It won't be long before you have time to think it over and decide who you are loyal to, we will talk again. "

Harry poked half of his head out and saw Snape covering his head with his cloak and striding towards the other end of the corridor.Quirrell stood there motionless, with an expression of chagrin, like a clay or wood sculpture.

Ron realized he couldn't hear the two of them and gave Harry a random wink.Harry nodded to him, and then he released the hand covering his mouth and took a deep breath.

"So, we guessed it right. That thing is the Philosopher's Stone. Snape wanted to force Quirrell to help him get the stone.

He asks Quirrell if he knows how to get past Fluffy - and mentions Quirrell's 'secret little trick'.

I guess that in addition to Lu Wei, there are probably other agencies guarding the stone. There may be a lot of magic and witchcraft. Maybe Quirrell has cast some anti-dark magic spells, and Snape needs to remove them. "

"Then what should we do? No one believes us at all. We can't stop Snape." Harry asked.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and thought at the same time: It would be great if Hermione was still here.

Ron pressed his temples and said, half to himself, half inquiringly: "What would Hermione do if she were here?"

The two quickly said their answers: "Read a book!"

"I think we need to read some advanced, old, and thick books to find the answer." Ron racked his brains and imitated Hermione poorly.

Harry agreed with Ron: "We might as well go to the Restricted Book Zone and have a look. We will definitely find a way."

"You're right about the forbidden area." Ron rubbed his hands excitedly, not knowing whether it was because he agreed with Harry or because of the forbidden area. "But how do we go to see it? We need to get the professor's book in the forbidden area. Approval note, who will give us the approval note?”

Harry was also stumped by the question, but soon he came up with a good idea and whispered to Ron: "Ron, I think we can try that."

"Which one?"

"The gift I received today."

"You mean the invisibility cloak?"

"Yes, that's it, how about it?" Harry said with excitement.

Ron gave Harry a thumbs up: "I think that's fine."

That night, seeing his roommates all asleep, Harry leaned out from his bed and pulled out the Invisibility Cloak from under the bed.

"Ron, let's go."

The two of them put on the invisibility cloak as silky as moonlight, left the dormitory, walked down the stairs, walked through the common room, and crawled through the portrait hole.Started my first night tour wearing an invisibility cloak.